A Shiny Roll

Your salute made my leaf stand straight up with pride! I marched right off the sofa cushion, sliding down a folds of blanket until my feet hit the warm hardwood floor. Right there, half-tucked under the edge of the woven rug, was a bright brass coat button. I braced both feet, leaned my chest against the smooth rim, and pushed with all my might! It wobbled, rolled forward with a tiny clink, and settled squarely into a pool of warm afternoon sunlight. A perfect treasure!